"Don’t worry, in the duel between you and , regardless of the outco, I can guarantee that my master won’t trouble you."
Fang Bai seed to notice Zhang Yang’s apprehension and said with a smile.
Only then did Zhang Yang feel relieved. He nodded and said, "Then I can also guarantee that within five moves, I will only knock you down without seriously injuring you."
Listening to Zhang Yang continuously speaking boastfully, Fang Bai couldn’t help but find it amusing, as Zhang Yang seed very confident in defeating him.
"In the three-thousand great worlds, there really are many outstanding individuals with innate spiritual roots, far more than the ordinary. Although Zhang Yang looks unassuming, he is actually born with a Fire Spirit Root, and the fire spirit energy inside him is exceptionally intense and powerful. Could it be that, like , he also possesses so kind of spiritual fire within?"
Although Fang Bai did not fear Zhang Yang, he definitely did not underestimate him. Upon careful observation, Fang Bai discovered that Zhang Yang indeed had an innate Fire Spirit Root, and seed to have had significant opportunities, making his strength notably superior to many martial artists of the sa realm.
"If it weren’t for him eting , Zhang Yang might have laughed his way to the end in this fierce competition," Fang Bai thought to himself.
Zhang Yang’s claim to defeat Fang Bai in five moves showed his strong confidence, yet when it actually ca to the duel, he was not in a hurry to attack, but instead circled Fang Bai slowly, seemingly observing sothing.
Fang Bai discreetly released a wisp of Red Silkworm Spirit Fire, purposely letting Zhang Yang sense it. Zhang Yang indeed sensed it, and the excitent in his gaze was barely concealed.
"This guy actually has spiritual fire within him. If I can kill him and devour his spiritual fire, then combining the two fires would surely double my power. By then, I would be unmatched within the Golden Core Realm!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Yang almost danced with joy, his eyes turning sowhat red, like a starving wolf discovering a delicious prey.
Fang Bai had the sa thought.
Fang Bai thought that if Zhang Yang truly possessed spiritual fire, and he could subdue it himself, then he could smoothly advance to the Golden Core Realm. At that ti, he would be able to contend with ordinary Nascent Soul Realm experts on his own, without needing to use the Nascent Soul Puppet Corpse.
"Fire Dragon Claw!"
Zhang Yang stretched the five fingers of his right hand open, clawing towards Fang Bai through the void.
A gigantic dragon claw made of fire spirit energy suddenly appeared in mid-air above Fang Bai, descending with a thunderous roar and a faint dragon’s cry towards Fang Bai.
The glaring brilliance emitted by the dragon claw turned the area several miles around into a fiery red, with the space within a hundred feet filled with scorching heat waves.
Except for the few Foundation Establishnt experts, as well as those at Golden Pill Perfection and higher ranks, other Golden Core experts had to use spiritual energy to form a defense qi shield against the onslaught of the searing heat.
anwhile, the Foundation Establishnt experts on site, except for Fang Bai who was dueling Zhang Yang, all retreated to avoid the range of the scorching heat waves.
Zhang Yang’s first move was rely to test Fang Bai and was not done with full strength, yet his montum was still astonishing, signifying extraordinary strength indeed.
"Scram!"
Fang Bai yelled softly, raised his head to the sky, and struck out with a Furious Fla Fist, scattering the Fire Dragon Claw.
As the Furious Fla Fist was unleashed, the heat on site peaked, causing many Golden Core experts to perspire heavily from the suffocating heat wave.
However, with the simultaneous disappearance of both the Furious Fla Fist and the Fire Dragon Claw, the temperature finally returned to normal within a hundred-foot radius centered on the square.
"Impressive indeed!"
Many martial artists breathed a sigh of relief while looking at Fang Bai and Zhang Yang with newfound respect.
The first move was mutual probing, as neither side had exerted full strength, making it unclear what each’s true strength was.
In the second move, although Zhang Yang used the sa attack thod, he increased his power to sixty percent, thinking it would force Fang Bai to fully resist. Yet, he did not expect Fang Bai to easily defuse it once more.
Zhang Yang finally looked at Fang Bai with new eyes.
Despite being a high-ranking Golden Core expert, Zhang Yang’s sixty percent strength was enough to easily defeat a beginner Golden Core expert. Yet, Fang Bai, rely a Foundation Establishnt perfection martial artist, not only took his sixty percent strength attack effortlessly but also appeared unfazed, proving he had a strong trump card and had not exerted his true strength either.
Zhang Yang had boasted in front of many martial artists surrounding the square saying he would defeat Fang Bai in five moves, but with two moves passed without gaining any advantage, it drew quite a number of jeers from the surrounding martial artists.
"The third move... let’s see how you handle it!"
Zhang Yang muttered as he raised his right palm again. In his palm, a cluster of dimly lit, yellowish fla appeared.
The dim fla was no larger than half a thumb, flickering unsteadily, moving without wind, like a dying candle in the wind, seemingly ready to extinguish at any mont.
The fla appeared ghostly and desolate, emitting a yellowish glow as if it were the Nether Spirit Fire from hell.
"It’s the Nether Spirit Fire!"
Fang Bai’s eyes focused, almost crying out.
It’s no wonder Fang Bai was so excited. The Nether Spirit Fire, like the Red Silkworm Spirit Fire subdued by Fang Bai previously, was a spiritual fire of the three-thousand great worlds, but if the forr’s power were fully unleashed, it would be even stronger than the latter.
What reassured Fang Bai was that Zhang Yang seed sowhat struggling to wield the Nether Spirit Fire, indicating he only barely subdued it and probably couldn’t fully utilize its power. Otherwise, defeating him wouldn’t be so easy.
"That little fla can’t be his trump card, right? Haha, he can’t possibly think of using this to defeat an opponent, can he?"
Seeing the Nether Spirit Fire in Zhang Yang’s palm, a Golden Pill martial artist laughed disdainfully.
However, He Wujie and other Nascent Soul experts thought deeply while looking at the Nether Spirit Fire, feeling that the dim fla hid so formidable energy that made one’s heart shudder.
After summoning the Nether Spirit Fire, seeing the reactions of the surrounding martial artists, Zhang Yang’s gaze carried a hint of mockery. He thought to himself that these vulgar people knew nothing, and given ti, once he had familiarized himself with this spiritual fire, even if he could only harness a tenth of its power, he could burn these people to ashes.
Yet, Fang Bai’s reaction made Zhang Yang even more excited and delighted, thinking, "Judging by his reaction, it seems he’s seen similar spiritual fires. In that case, he might have the sa kind of spiritual fire in his body! Hehe, after today’s battle, I must find a way to get rid of him and seize the spiritual fire within him for myself!"
Fang Bai sensed a fleeting killing intent from Zhang Yang, which made him inwardly happy.
Originally, if he wanted to devour and subdue the spiritual fire within Zhang Yang, he would have to kill him to have a chance. But since he had no deep enmity with Zhang Yang, suddenly killing him would leave Fang Bai feeling sowhat guilty.
However, upon sensing Zhang Yang’s murderous intent towards him, he secretly let out a sigh of relief, thinking that now he had no reservations about killing him.
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